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Inspired by him, all the believers in St. Peter's Basilica who were relieved of their pain by the holy water and were about to struggle out of the mire changed their doors and prayed: "May the God of Redemption protect you..."
With St. Peter's Basilica as the center, the entire Vatican gradually changes into the shape of a ginger rhythm.
They spontaneously prayed to the God of Redemption and shouted Jiang Locke's name.
On this day, Jiang Lu exploded in the Vatican.
This day became the first Holy Feast.
Chapter 118 The truth about the root of the disaster (1 words, please subscribe!!)
Jiang Lu's every step was not only not expected by the people of the Vatican, but also by his companions.
Especially Giovanni.
Jiang Lu just asked him to learn, but he didn't know how to learn at all!
"Angel...angel?"
He looked up at Hasmore in fear.
"Don't worry, she is with us." Jiang Lu comforted Giovanni.
The messengers still performed their duties resolutely.
Then the entire Vatican knew that Angel was with Jiang Lu.
"..."
Jiang Lu sighed: "Forget it..."
The exorcists all looked at Hasmore in shock, but fortunately Jiang Lu was very thoughtful and asked Hasmore to use the holy light to block her body and face, making her look indistinguishable from male to female. Arousing the suspicion of Qingying and Red Window.
Of course, with such a strange sight and identity, it no longer mattered to everyone except Jiang Lu whether the angel was male or female.
They feared angels and even more feared Jiang Lu.
Has divine power and can command angels.
At this moment, he is undoubtedly the closest being to God in this world...
......
At the top of Castel Sant'Angelo, Jiang Lu enjoyed the worship of the Vatican.
But the Internet is virtual after all, so he was still unhappy when he returned to the Lord's Hall.
And it wasn't just him, his teammates were equally frustrated.
Because even after achieving this level, the task still has not been updated.
In other words, the source of the disaster has not yet been found.
This made Jiang Lu confused.
Even if the root cause is God's fault, it's impossible for the mission goal to be to kill God, right?
Not to mention how capable I am of completing such a task now, let's just say that you are an A-level spiritual realm, what level do you think you can be a god?
"Could it be... that they want us to eliminate the Black Death from all of Europe?"
Classical music suddenly asked.
The man holding the sword disagreed: "Europe is so big that it takes more than ten days to travel around. How is this possible?"
"That's it." Jiang Lu agreed with an irritated face: "I'm almost annoyed to death. This inexplicable source of disaster makes it difficult for me to eat now."
"Uh..." Blind Box patted Jiang Lu: "Why don't you sit up and try eating?"
So Jiang Lu sat up from Hasmore's lap pillow and leaned into her arms: "Massage mode."
There was a numbness in his back, Jiang Lu chewed and swallowed the fruit that had been stuck in his throat, and then gave a thumbs up to the blind box: "You really swallowed it, genius!"
"So why on earth does she want to attend our meeting?!" Qingying pointed at Hasmore in protest.
"She performed well just now, so I rewarded her with being my sofa." Jiang Lu replied.
The holy light on Hasmoel's face could no longer cover the light from the two pink hearts that were faintly visible in her eyes. She breathed heavily and said gratefully, "Thank... Thank you, Master."
"Don't worry." Jiang Lu trusted Hasmore because he had a bond of prostitution: "She is very tight-lipped."
However, Qingying obviously didn't accept it and stubbornly turned his head to one side, while Hongchuang remained silent with a cold face.
As for the three brothers, they could only give a silent thumbs up in their hearts.
Of course, they didn't worry about where Jiang Lu triggered the hidden mission and got the help of angels. After all, the Red Cross had done it for him, and they didn't think anything else was impossible.
"Hashmer..." Jiang Lu suddenly spoke.
"exist."
"Just give me the whole thing, the one in hell you mentioned... that, what is that?"
"Black Death."
"Oh, yes, come here and let me study it."
"But..." Hasmer said with some embarrassment: "The Black Death is very rare. I'm not sure if I can find a second one."
Jiang Lu just wants to try as much as possible now, and obviously has no intention of putting his treasure on it, so he just nodded casually: "Just do your best, come to Florence as soon as possible to find me."
"Yes, then I'll set off."
"Go."
After Hasmore gradually faded away and left, seeing the confused looks on his teammates' faces, Jiang Lu explained: "She said that the source of the Black Death was the pollen of this flower. I thought that if the main problem is not in the Vatican, then This is all that’s left.”
"So you're saying..." Classical Music said with some disappointment: "Everything you did in the Vatican was in vain?"
"Not necessarily." Jiang Lu said helplessly: "After all, it is an open world. No one tells us clearly what to do. After all, we have to try. And how can we know that a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise?"
"Yes." Classical Music nodded.
In fact, Jiang Lu didn't think this was a useless effort. Compared with these exorcists, his biggest advantage was not only his charm that was nowhere to be found, but also his information gap.
Although he didn't know the principle, he had already determined that some spiritual realms were projections of a certain party's real world as early as the Tower of Salvation period, and were not just game-like copies.
In addition to this, perhaps only the exorcist with the ID [Survivor] who always harassed him realized that Jiang Lu looked at the spiritual realm differently from other exorcists.
And with the lessons learned from the underworld, Jiang Lu began to learn how to leave a way out for himself.
So if possible, he is willing to spend some effort to leave traces of his existence in the spiritual realm, just like the undead army in the wasteland. This kind of power is absolutely loyal and can be mobilized at any time when needed.
This time is no exception. Although the Red Cross Society only originated from a prank on the indigenous people, since it has developed to the current level, there is no reason to abandon it.
The liberation of the Vatican was actually paving the way for himself to become a god in this world. Although he didn't know if these beliefs were useful, as the saying goes, something is better than nothing.
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.
Just as he was thinking about how to solve the remaining patient problems once and for all, Giovanni, who was arranged by Jiang Lu to deal with the aftermath, finally ended his handover with Clement VI and returned to everyone.
"Is everything going well?" Jiang Lu asked.
"Well, Clement VI, oh no, I should call you the Archbishop of the Vatican Branch of the Red Cross now. He seems to be completely convinced by you. He is very cooperative in the whole process and it goes very smoothly. You are worthy of it!"
Giovanni was smiling from ear to ear. If it were in the past, how had he not groveled in front of Clement VI, wishing he could kneel down and lick his toes? When had he ever been so proud?
And this is obviously all the result of Teacher Jiang Luoke!
Giovanni knew the taste and felt that in order to ensure his status no matter what, he must find ways to tie Jiang Lu and the Medici family together.
Thinking about this, the smile on his face grew wider: "In fact, we can leave now. Archbishop Clement will take care of the rest by himself. I believe that under his lobbying, Florence will soon become the center of the whole Europe." center of!"
"That's great." Jiang Lu finally heard something happy, got up and prepared to leave.
But then Giovanni suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how will Father Harris arrange it?"
Jiang Lu blinked in confusion: "Who is Harris?"
"Uh...that's the person who led us through the secret passage." The man with the sword reminded.
"He..."
Jiang Lu thought for a while: "After all, he is the hero, and he is also the first to see that I have a yellow robe and a smart person, so let him be the counselor of the Vatican branch."
"What's a counselor?" Giovanni was stunned.
"That's it..." Jiang Lu scratched his head. "To guide the believers in their ideological work, and then to promote my awesomeness when I have nothing to do. From time to time, I give lectures and social gatherings in the church. I just created this position. After all, we can't just copy the Catholic Church. We still have to be innovative."
Others were fine, but Blind Box was shocked.
Admitted! He admitted it! He blatantly admitted that he had copied Catholicism!
"I understand." Giovanni said solemnly: "I will make arrangements right away."
Before sunset, the Red Cross Army organized everything, and after leaving some people to monitor the movements of Clement VI, they embarked on their journey back to Florence.
Not surprisingly, Jiang Lu was greeted by people all over the city.
Although they still looked a little weak, this did not prevent them from showing the highest respect to their beloved Pope.
They cheered, chanted the Pope's name, and then gave him the best gifts they could lay their hands on.
Jiang Lu walked at the front of the team and greeted the people enthusiastically.
"Hello, hello everyone."
"Ah, bread, you can eat it on the way. Thank you for your kindness."
"Wine! So good."
"A little blonde girl? She's cute, but I can't take her, sorry..."
"Why did you bring the little boy too??"
"Fuck! Who the hell threw the underwear?!"
In short, Jiang Lu really felt their enthusiasm, and then fled this strange city faster and faster.
Under the rays of the setting sun, the Red Cross Army who conquered the Vatican in just half a day walked on the endless mountain grass.
On the way here, everyone was ready, and on the way home, everyone's face was filled with joy. They couldn't wait to pass the good news back, and told their relatives and friends what they saw and heard in person, trying to use all means Describe to them miracles that are difficult to express in words.
As a witness, everyone is honored, fortunate to be born in this era, and fortunate to be able to walk with the Pope.
Three brothers were riding on horses, whispering to each other.